Kinda’ like a Friday
I thought I would leave you’ins with this happy thought for a Friday. It’s called…..
Death in Circumspect
This city has no port nor industry to speak of
the great mass of the proletariat meets
twice a day on the south bridge
or I-81
nameless and faceless
in a hurry to get in front of you
fat, clutching their union cards and mobile phones
with fading memories
like that old daguerreotype
they have to make dinner and get to SprawlMart before
lawandorderERCSIamericanidol comes on
TV
the revolution will come and it’ll be watched
on CNNMSNBCCBSABCNBCTNTFNN and A&E
It will come in little bits and pieces
one man here and another there
it’ll be the talk of the day
in the cubicles
they are really just horse stalls
I watch them waiting to be turned out
It’s just well fair with a bus ride
a trade of independence for beneficence
